Real life
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rainy, rooted, & a little wild
I grew up in Ketchikan — the town where it rains sideways, eagles are louder than car horns, and everyone either knows your family or knows of them. We’re an island community that when you leave and realize how rare… Continue reading
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identity, anxiety, & imperfection
I’m not going to sit here and sugarcoat it: motherhood is the most beautiful kind of struggle I’ve ever experienced. There are moments when I stare at my boys and feel a love so fierce it’s a physical ache. Then… Continue reading
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presence, honesty, & effort
There are days in motherhood when I feel like I’ve fallen short. Maybe I lost my patience. I forgot an appointment. I let the laundry pile up and used too much screen time. The guilt creeps in quietly, whispering that… Continue reading
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rain & rainbows
I hope you remember the rain — not just the soaking wet rain gear, boots filled to the brim, but the way we splashed in the mud puddles and knew that every storm in life shall pass. I hope you… Continue reading
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a change of heart
Before I had boys, I imagined motherhood as quiet lullabies and storybooks—quiet moments curled up on the couch, cocoa in hand. And while we do have those moments, motherhood—especially out here in southeast Alaska—has turned out to be so much… Continue reading
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